As I walk on this tight rope
To the left is sadness
To the right madness
I do my best to balance
Sometimes I dip
Or slip
Or trip
I might despair
And even for a while
Stay down there
Thoughts in my head begin to swirl
Maybe I just can’t do this world
But I have hope
So I stop to mope
I Dust myself off
And get back up on this swaying rope
And That’s all of life
Balance and hope
While Walking on a rope